The girl bent down to tie her shoe lace just as Kris glanced over. He missed her by half of a second. Maybe it was just his imagination, but something felt off here, like he was supposed to do something. Had he forgotten something on the plane? "Hey guys I'll be right back," He called out to he members and rushed back to his seat. 

The girl stood up, looking right at him as he ran past her. He didn't stop, but the second he stepped next to her, she felt a strange shiver run through her whole body. She froze, trying to figure out what had just happened. Swerving around, she glanced back to look at his retreating figure, not able to figure out why he seemed so familiar. "Oh well..." she murmured to herself and picked up her bags to leave.

Kris stopped, staring down at the ground for a second. His heart was pumping, but not from the running, it wasn't the strain of his muscles, but something more. Who was that girl? He had only gotten a glance but he knew that she was someone.... special. He glanced back over his shoulder hoping to see her again, but she was gone.